The daily life of a crazy female supporting character trying to redeem herself.

The water was running loudly in the sink. Liang leaned against the railing in the hospital corridor and quietly watched for a while as the nurse washed the lunchbox.

That was what she brought to Song Zhiji; she wouldn't mistake it. As for whether the original contents inside were eaten or thrown away, Liang Qing leaned towards the former.

Liang Qing narrowed his eyes, trying to establish a connection with the system, but only heard a static sound.

It seems Xiao Qi is still leveling up, Liang Qing thought.

The sound of flowing water continued, and the corridor was bustling with people, their conversations never ceasing.

Liang Qing stopped looking, turned around, walked down the stairs, and left the hospital.

Since Song Zhiji had already eaten the food she brought, it meant that her approach had worked on him.

If you try to get close to him now, you won't get any good results; instead, it will make you seem like you have ulterior motives.

It's not too late to come again tomorrow, since she still has to deliver meals to him twenty-nine times.

As Liang Qing walked along the sidewalk, he was lost in thought, and his pace quickened.

It was already 1:30 PM, and there was only about half an hour left before class. Liang Qing glanced at her watch and walked even faster.

Although the hospital is close to the school, it still takes 20 to 30 minutes to walk there, and if you walk too slowly, you are very likely to be late.

Liang Qing was halfway there when she saw Yan Su at a coffee shop.

Yan Su was still dressed in black, his stunningly beautiful face remaining expressionless.

He was sitting by the window in the coffee shop, his hand on his chin, looking up at the sky with a rather lazy air.

Liang Qing recalled that the last time she saw him, he was also looking up. What was he looking at?

Out of curiosity, Liang Qing followed his gaze and saw only an endless sky and tall buildings, nothing particularly special.

She turned her gaze back to Yan Su, with some doubt in her eyes.

Perhaps it was because her gaze was too blatant, Yan Su seemed to sense it, and his eyes met hers.

The next second, he moved away, still expressionless and completely calm.

Liang Qing also withdrew her gaze and walked past the coffee shop, but her heart was still unsettled.

Liang Qing felt uneasy, vaguely sensing that something was spiraling out of control; this world felt very strange to her.

When carrying out missions, each small world follows the plot, and she completes the missions numbly like a robot, without any emotion towards the people in the mission world.

It's not a matter of whether you want to do something or not, but whether you should or shouldn't do it.

In this world, her emotions became quite strange, like a block of ice suddenly bursting into flames.

She felt sorry for Song Zhiji, was tolerant of Su Heng, even felt sympathy for Qin Zhouyu, and had an inexplicable feeling for Yan Su.

Everything is so strange.

Both the imperfect plot of this world and her suddenly amplified emotions are so strange.

While I was at the hospital just now, although there was an element of acting involved, I couldn't help but reveal my true feelings.

Therefore, Liang Qingcai urgently tried to contact the system to ask it what was going on.

However, Xiaoqi is upgrading.

She had to think about it herself, but still couldn't figure it out.

She only snapped out of her daze when the school bell rang and focused her energy back on her lessons.

Although I've already experienced my student life at least ten times while carrying out this mission, it's always good to learn more.

Moreover, she must get first place.

Although Song Zhiji's guard against her has loosened somewhat, once he becomes number one again, he will naturally start to suspect that her goodwill has ulterior motives.

Before the favorability rating reaches 90 and is locked, everything is uncertain.

Liang Qing listened attentively to every class in the morning. Now, with five minutes left before the end of get out of class, her eyes were getting tired, so she turned her gaze to the window, where there were railings.

They were on the fifth floor, and looking along the railing, they could only see the adjacent teaching building across from them; there was nothing else.

If you look up slightly, you'll see an endless sky.

The sky was getting dark, but the clouds were still visible.

The clouds drifted with the wind, constantly changing shape, especially the shapes of animals. One moment I thought I saw a dragon, then a horse, or a lion, but in an instant they would transform into other shapes.

Liang Qing found it interesting and thought that nature was truly amazing.

As I watched, Yan Su suddenly came to mind. Was he looking at the clouds the whole time?

While Liang Qing was speculating about Yan Su's behavior, she was completely unaware that her image had already been captured in a photo taken by a classmate sitting not far behind her.

Furthermore, it was also uploaded to the school forum.

Poster: [Everyone knows Song Zhiji, the academic genius, right? He was holding hands with the school beauty a couple of days ago when they went back to class. He didn't come to class today, and the school beauty seemed a bit down. If I had to guess, they're probably together!]

Before long, many people began to comment.

All is vanity: [I don't believe it, the school beauty is mine!]

Round, slippery stone: [Ahhhhh~ A perfect match, a match made in heaven, so cute!]

I want them all: [Who understands! The other day, the way they held hands was like something out of an idol drama. The contrast between the ink painting and the opulent flowers was striking, yet they were a perfect match!]

Football Xiao Jiang: [It's definitely fake; it's obvious they're not each other's type.]

I want them all: [@FootballXiaoJiang, how come we're not each other's type?!]

Football Xiao Jiang: [It's obvious, the two are completely mismatched. If you ask me, she'd be a better match for someone like Qin Zhouyu. Two strikingly handsome men against one strikingly handsome man, they'd dominate! They're clearly kindred spirits.]

Since Qin Zhouyu was brought up, the other two school heartthrobs were also mentioned.

Feeling lost: [Well, I'd say she's a better match for Su Heng. A mature woman with a cute little puppy, what do you guys know?]

Flowers Blooming on the Roadside: [Exactly! What's this talk of striking beauty versus striking beauty? If we're talking about striking beauty, Yan Su is definitely more striking!]

Football Xiao Jiang: [Yan Su and Qin Zhouyu are not the same style, okay? You can't compare them like that.]

As everyone's discussion became more enthusiastic, the topic veered off to which of the four school heartthrobs was a better match for Liang Qing, and a poll was even held.

It was right after school let out, and the names of several prominent figures appeared in this post, making the forum incredibly lively.

Chen Cuo spends most of his time surfing the forum. Usually, nothing major happens, except for a few couples being caught by their bosses for excessive rendezvous in the woods, or a few daily rants. Occasionally, a relationship dispute can spark a small discussion. That's about it.

But that didn't stop Chen Cuo from reading with great interest. So when he saw the post discussing who was a better match for the school beauty, he didn't hesitate to join the discussion and even brought up his deskmate, Su Heng.

The older woman/younger man relationship is so sweet, you know? These people just can't find anything to ship it with.

Moreover, the reason he was so determined to vote for Su Heng was because when he borrowed a textbook from Su Heng last semester, he accidentally saw Liang Qing's portrait tucked inside the book.

Please, choosing Su Heng could lead to a real romance!

A fire ignited in Chen Cuo's heart, so he worked even harder to comment on the post and campaign for Su Heng's votes.

Voting closes at noon tomorrow, and he will do everything in his power to help Su Heng win.

Without hesitation, I got carried away and worked until 3 a.m. I couldn't sleep, and partied with the night owls on the forum until dawn.